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"Cadfael but you may call me Ddraig. I prefer that." he replied with a slight tilt of his head and a brief smile. Midnight blue eyes scanned the arctic creature with concealed wariness wondering why he was here in first place when he could be sitting alone by the Creek thinking or searching for Hadrian. Talking to this useless creature in front of him felt worthless. Nothing would come out of this exchange here, nothing at all and he was here wasting his goddamned time.

The male broke the silence between them, Good place for a pack, huh? the creature said, silver eyes unnervingly similar to the Roman's. Although Hadrian's eyes had been pure silver, brighter, colder and harsher. Just out of curiousity. He had never really liked these places, preferring the cold and the constant crashing of waves against the shore but replied "Yeah I suppose, if anyone likes to live in these places." another brief smile.